Endlessly bad lucid dream

I meet her in shop center

We got bout an hour

Look at clock, moment, realize

There's a six minutes out of hour

Left

She left me

Or I do?

To you - memory

To my memories

Where neither of us find place which we could call home already

So we keep on losing ourselfs in yourself memory

So we keep on changing but we never found out who's behind the contrary

I'm yelling to stop

You yelling behind me

I take a look

And you vanished me

I keep on fighting

To find where you used to stay

Then I scream

Burry me

Burry me

Is it my funeral?

Cuz I spent my life for searching you

Is it my funeral?

Everyone dressed black, sad

Worried themselves

I used to see people walking around

Do you sleep?

They ask my funeral

Is it a dream? Cuz there's a lot of funerals

In my dreams tons of thousands dying because of a knife

you see

How can I let go black hole

It is my chest

How can I let go

Before it devours me

I'm not so sure